In the flower hall, He Qingxiao and Duan Shaoqing sat opposite each other, each holding a cup of tea.

With the arrival of the next person's "cousin", Duan Shaoqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't understand it very much, didn't He Qingxiao feel embarrassed if he didn't say a word and drank tea?

"Uncle looking for me?" Xin Yu bowed his knees slightly at He Qingxiao, "Lord He."

"Qingqing, Lord He has business to look for you."

He Qingxiao stood up, "Lord Duan, is it convenient for me to talk to Miss Kou alone?"

He asked politely, but his tone was not refusal.

Duan Shaoqing also stood up: "You talk."

He Qingxiao glanced at Xin Yu and said with a smile, "I'll go to the courtyard with Miss Kou to say a few words."

The courtyard is open, so you don't have to worry about someone hiding in the dark when you talk about some secret things.

The two went to the courtyard and stood under the porch.

Snowflakes flew outside the corridor, and Xin Yu quietly looked at He Qingxiao.

He Qingxiao said directly: "Just now summoned me today and ordered me to take Mr. Songling into the palace."

"Just now?"

"yes, just now."

Xin Yu's eyes moved.

It seems that after leaving from the Lotus Garden, because of the meeting with her, that person remembered watching "Journey to the West".

"Miss Kou, do you know where Mr. Songling is?"

Since Emperor Xingyuan asked about Mr. Songling, Jin Linwei has been paying attention to the news about Mr. Songling intentionally or unintentionally. But Mr. Songling's whereabouts are still a mystery, if there is no "Painted Skin" and "Journey to the West", it even makes people wonder if there is no such person.

"The last time I saw Mr. Song Ling, he handed in all the follow-up manuscripts for 'Journey to the West'. Listening to his intentions, it seems that he wants to leave Beijing temporarily." Xin Yu said what she had thought about a long time ago.

"Leaving Beijing?" He Qingxiao's expression was indistinguishable.

Xin Yu said calmly, "Lord He replied like this."

He Qingxiao's heart moved slightly, and he reminded, "If I can't see Mr. Songling today, I will probably summon you into the palace."

Xin Yu raised her lips, "I know."

He Qingxiao's eyes deepened, and he had doubts about Mr. Songling's identity.

After a moment of silence, he nodded, "Okay, I'll repay you like this."

"Master He, walk slowly." Xin Yu wanted to send He Qingxiao out, but he stopped him.

"It's still snowing, so Miss Kou doesn't have to send it."

He Qingxiao left in a hurry, and Duan Shaoqing approached Xin Yu to inquire about the news: "Qingqing, what did Lord He ask you?"

Xin Yu's face was cold: "Uncle wants to inquire about today's affairs?"

Duan Shaoqing's face darkened: "You can't talk nonsense, uncle cares about you."

Xin Yu raised her eyelids: "Uncle really cares about me, why don't you give me more money." After all, the family wealth left by my parents is still 400,000 taels in Shaoqing's Mansion."

Duan Shaoqing subconsciously shuddered.

Dead girl wants money again!

Seeing Xin Yu leave with a cold face, Duan Shaoqing didn't care about being annoyed, but breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at Wanqingju, Xin Yu sat in front of the dressing mirror.

The girl's eyebrows in the mirror are picturesque, and she seems to be a little longer than at the beginning of the year.

"Xiaolian, comb my hair again."

Xiaolian picked up the comb and smiled and asked, "What kind of hair does the girl want to comb?"

At today's banquet, Xin Yu combed it with a cloud bun.

"What does Miss Kou like to comb her hair on?"

"We girls often wear double buns." Xiaolian said without thinking.

"Then give me a double bun too."

The girl's hair was thick and smooth like satin, and Xiaolian's ten fingers were dexterous and flipped to tie up the bun, and she took two delicate beaded flowers and inserted them into the bun: "Okay."

Xin Yu got up and smiled at her, "It's hard work."

Xiaolian was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"Servant-" Xiaolian subconsciously wanted to suppress the thought just now, but her trust in Xin Yu still made her speak, "That's it...... After a long time, the maid felt that the girl was at home with me

The young girl doesn't seem to be so similar anymore, but at that moment she feels very similar......

"Yes." Xinyu glanced at the mirror again.

"Girl, are you going out?"

Xiaolian just went to the flower hall to follow, but she stood far away, and she didn't know what He Qingxiao and Xin Yu said.

Xin Yu looked out the window, "Maybe."

In the study, Emperor Xingyuan stopped and turned, turning around again and again, until he heard the news from the chamberlain that Changle Hou had arrived.

"Let him in!"

Soon there was movement at the door, and seeing that He Qingxiao was coming alone, Emperor Xingyuan asked urgently, "Where is Mr. Songling?"

"Wechen went to Qingsong Bookstore to ask, but none of them knew the whereabouts of Mr. Songling."

Emperor Xingyuan was quite dissatisfied with this result: "Then how did this come about? Mr. Songling's manuscript can't fly to Qingsong Bookstore out of thin air, right?"

He Qingxiao hesitated slightly, and said according to Xin Yu's words: "Every time Mr. Songling submits the manuscript, he only sees the owner of Qingsong Bookstore. Wechen went to ask Miss Kou, and she said that Mr. Songling covered his face when he saw her, and he didn't know what he looked like......

"Ridiculous! A well-known book-writer in the capital, no one knows his appearance and residence, and Jin Linwei can't find it!" Emperor Xingyuan was annoyed, his eyes swept to "Journey to the West", which was almost scratched by him, and the rising anger cooled down like a basin of ice water.

Under the premise that Mr. Songling and Shin Shin know each other, it is not difficult to understand that this person hides himself.

"When was the last time Miss Kou saw Mr. Song Ling? Did Mr. Songling say when we will meet next time—" Emperor Xingyuan raised his hand, "That's it, you just bring Miss Kou into the palace, and I will ask her personally."

"Yes."

He Qingxiao boarded the door of Shaoqing's Mansion again, Duan Shaoqing was not surprised, but also a little apprehensive.

That girl shouldn't have anything to do, right?

Xinyu soon got the news.

"Miss Labor, come with me."

"Okay." Xin Yu walked over to He Qingxiao's side.

Duan Shaoqing couldn't help but ask, "Where does Lord He want to take Qingqing to?"

He Qingxiao glanced at Duan Shaoqing deeply, and said with a warning: "It's better that Lord Duan still doesn't know."

Duan Shaoqing's heart sank, and he smiled.

"That's right." He Qingxiao stopped, "It's best not to talk about taking Miss Kou away today."

"The lower official knows." The corners of Duan Shaoqing's mouth trembled, and he said in his heart that he was not a fool, is it a good thing for people to know that his niece was taken away by Jin Linwei inexplicably?

The snow didn't mean to stop, Xin Yu got into the carriage, He Qingxiao rode in front, and went straight to the imperial city.

The red wall and golden tiles, the snow is falling, the little chamberlain has been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time, and when he saw the two of them, he hurriedly greeted them and led the way to the study.

"Your Majesty, Miss Kou has arrived."

"The maiden has seen Your Majesty."

When going to the banquet, Xin Yu's comb with the cloud bun was smart and elegant, and at this time, the double-ring bun was a little more childish.

Emperor Xingyuan's anxious mood was inexplicably stunned when he saw this face so similar to himself, and a strange thought arose: It seems that it is more appropriate to give pearl flowers than to give golden hairpins-

After reacting, Emperor Xingyuan coughed, "Miss Kou, do you know where Mr. Songling is?"

Sun Yan, who was standing in the corner, glanced at Emperor Xingyuan in shock.

Seeing the emperor's angry appearance before, he thought that he would be harsh on Miss Kou, but he didn't expect to be so kind.